Chapter 2 to my Lucian Fanfic… Thanks for the nice reviews! I'm glad you liked it! So pretty much, Lucy ended up staying over night at Ian's and this sequel starts off with the morning after! Hope you enjoy. By the way, Chapter one was written from a third eye sort of thing, but this will be in Lucy's POV
Lucy POV: I slowly opened my eyes as I awoke from my short sleep. The thick white comforter hovering over my body was comfortable to lay with, but formed a layer of unneeded heat onto my body. I pulled the fabric to the side and pulled my head off the pillow. It felt as if Ian was the only reason for me to get out of bed today. I had a strange temptation to stare into his glassy, cold blue eyes. To feel his arms around me like last night. However, that's when I remembered how I shut him out. How I was so frozen to the idea that we didn't love each other- Even when he admitted it. I whirled my feet around to the edge of the bed and stood up rubbing my eyes. My hair was still damp from last night and my eye liner was partly smeared according to Ian's side mirror. I crossed over to his kitchen where he was sitting reading over the script for today. That's when he looked up and our eyes meet in a daze.
"Hey"
"Oh. Hi Lucy." He responded getting up to pour his coffee into the cup
I wrapped my arms around him with comfort and looked into his eyes
"Are You Okay?" I whispered, he was silent then looked up at me. A tear fell down his cheek and I would rather go through one hundred deaths than see him like this, and know I'm the reason for his tears
"It hurts Lucy. It kills me when you say no. When you push me away, because you will never know-" More tears came "How much I love you"
I had nothing to say, besides I love you too. Only, I didn't have the strength to admit it. I couldn't say the words but I had another way of showing it without giving him a complete answer. Suddenly my lips were on his. His top lip was in between mine and his
head jerked up. My mouth twisted around his lip line and the kiss felt like so much freedom. It wasn't scripted or with one hundred people watching plus fifty cameras. My hand pressed against his chest and I tilted my head to the side with strength. His lips on mine felt like silk on the top and kept brushing onto mine, again and again. He pulled away to catch breath and kissed the tip of my nose.
"I love you" I said
his mouth was now resting on my ear and I closed my eyes. His voice was like velvet, and when he spoke the world collided and spun out of orbit.
"I know" he replied. He kissed my neck up to my lips and smiled. 'Nothing will ever be the same' I thought
"Goodbye Ezra" I said giggling "Just one more kiss" he pleaded. I began to pull my lips onto his, but before I could do anything I heard the repeated word 'CUT!" The bell rang and everyone separated. It was just nearly 4 hours that we have been on set, and I cant get Ian off my mind. The girls went out for lunch during break but I told them I needed to review my lines again… but to be honest, I just wanted to see Ian. To be with him. In that moment he slid right beside me and wrapped his arms around my waist.
"Hey Aria" he said sarcastically and kissed my cheek. I turned my head to find uncountable heads turned at us. I put my hands on either side of his face and kissed him. Our lips shuffled into place and his lip was partly wet. It slid against mine and our heads raised. He pulled his mouth off of mine and I heard a cast mate whisper to another "I told you they would be together" and another person say: "you owe me 5 dollars". Me and Ian both giggled and he grabbed my hand. Our fingers found each other and he lead me to the other side of the room. We continued our kiss "You don't know how long I've waited for you" he said as I released. My arms were tightly around him and I brushed my lips around his neck. Ian closed his eyes and breathed heavily. Our lips met and we were pushed up against the wall. No soul was watching us and this is what I loved. Just me and him, our lips together and our body's communicating. His torso was warm and I entangled my fingers into his shirt to pull him as close as humanly possible. If I knew loving him would be this easy and so great, BELIEVE me, I would have never been with anyone but him. Every time he touches me, I could simply die in his arms. Everything about him makes me surrender. It feels so good to love someone so much it hurts. We exchanged a glance and I stood on his toes to reach his face, but right when I opened my mouth to speak, someone else's voice filled the air. "What do you think your doing!?" The voice shouted. I now knew who this was. "Lucy!" the voice yelled angrily. It was Chris.